The village chief burst into hearty laughter at my reaction before proceeding to explain, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "In addition to the beautiful paintings you've already seen in my hut, all these items here were traded to us by a caravan that arrived a few years after the incident. Naturally, there was some initial suspicion when people emerged from the other side of the forest, a place we hadn't anticipated any visitors from. But once we discovered they posed no harm and only wished to engage in trade, offering our Kalna fruits and various other resources in exchange for their peculiar items, we happily embraced the opportunity. Also their arrival proved to be a welcome distraction for those who couldn't shake the memories of the Vylkr vine onslaught, even years later."